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Read MoreRest now… and let the storm pass. Imagine a bedcover hovering over youand it peacefully covers the coming storm. Rain patters the blanketand you feel it become damp,yet you're shielded from another storm. Rest now… and uncover yourself. Imagine what...
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Why thank you, sir. I’m going to have to check out your work! Thanks again for the comment.
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Read MoreHating writing? But having felt great about writing? What is the secret? You just have to bleed into the page, no matter if it’s good or not good enough! Write like the ice rain in winter… tapping the window panes hard...
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“Tap the window panes hard”–yes, it seems the only way to get one to notice poetry. Not the favorite genre of so many…
They seem not to want to work a little to find something of value in the words.
I really like this…Daniel.
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Yes, the secret to writing is simply to do it.
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Watching is good but being caught is better.
Terrific succinct and titillating piece.
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Thank you, Peter! Grateful for your reading!
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Read MoreTell me,do you know where they live?Do you know what magic they give?What kind of pain do they relieve? Do they live in tiny wooden houses?In the woods afar.Do they gift poor people new blouses? Or a brand new car?Do they...
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Poets bare their natures. Right now mine is stormy with anger.
I don’t want to hide under the blanket.
Like you say….too much going on and the blanket is too damp to ignore.
I relate to your poetry, Daniel.
j.